Nevergirl's

I don’t really need the best acne pill. My skin is doing fine despite the heat, thank you very much. I don’t break out horrendously and I don’t turn shrimp red, unless I’ve exerted myself and are sweating as a result. For the most part, I’m happy with my skin. It’s neither dry nor oily. My face is an entirely different story. I wish, wish, wish I could stop looking like me.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m grateful I wasn’t born blind or malformed. But would it really have been asking too much to ask to be born with Bette Davis eyes or Audrey Hepburn fragility?

Okay, ignore that blathering. Someone’s just been overdosing on movies.